In fact Jean totally surprised me, because she came in wearing a long silky nightie which whilst went down to her ankles, was also quite low cut. Jean... like my wife Kath, has a large bust and the thin purple material of the nightie was just holding it in and definitely didn't hide the outline of her nipples.Sarah jumped off her chair and said,"Well I need to pee," and off she went back up the stairs, leaving me alone with her Mum."She hasn't been bothering you, has she?" Jean asked."No, she's. Lovely sensitive nipples that were really long when aroused.The first night we "did it" was a week night. we were out at Rosin Dubhs bar, and Lydia had on a hippyish skirt & holdups, and a loose cotton checked shirt. Several pints of Guinness later (She could drink me under the table) and we were on the way back to her flat. Arms around each other, stopping to kiss deep, our hands occasionally straying where they REALLY wanted to go.. I could feel her hips moving as she walked, and my hand. " Your eyes catch mine and you start to jerk me faster, as you whisper, "I want to taste you NOW." I lean back and close my eyes, as your mouth slowly descends over my hard on. I try and concentrate on your talented tongue, and listen to see if anyone is going to surprise us, by coming through the door from the next car. My hand moves between your legs, and you spread your legs wide for me, as you slowly go up and down on my hard cock. I start to move my fingers around on the outside of your. She whispers, her voice teetering, “What? You didn’t like me sucking that big cock of yours under the table, Dane? Seems to me that… uhhh… you-you enjoyed it a lot.” She slumps back and her eyes roll back in her head. Her nipples are poking nosily through the sheer fabric of her sundress now. Oh my!There is no hope for repressing my hardon at this point. I choose to reach down and subtly redirect the sprawl to a more comfortable angle in my bathing suit. I so love watching this woman getting.